Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1231 Doing that kind of stupid thing? (one more)
Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Well, that's right, it's the pond."

"Why did this happen? Did something accidentally slip down while washing?" Bamei Cao asked again.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "No, I got into a dead end and jumped down."

"ah!"

Bamei Cao covered her mouth in shock.

"Qing'er, why are you like that? Why are you so overwhelmed?" She continued to ask.

Yang Ruoqing's smile was a little embarrassed.

"Hey, I'm not afraid of making fun of you when I say it. I committed suicide for a man..."

"what?"

Bamei Cao was so shocked that her eyes popped out, she looked Yang Ruoqing up and down.

"Did I hear you right? Qing'er, you still do such stupid things? Wait a minute!"

"That man... who is it?"

"Theoretically, it shouldn't be Tang Yazi, he treats you so well..."

"Mu Zichuan." Yang Ruoqing spat out the name.

"What?"

Cao Bamei thought she had heard wrong.

"Brother Zichuan? You two?"

"My father and his father used to have a relationship, so I have had a marriage contract with him since I was a child, but it was a verbal agreement."

"You should have heard about my past from my aunt, right?"

"You mean...what's that here?" Bamei Cao pointed at her head and asked subtly.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled: "Oh, what's there to avoid? That's right, I was not clear-headed at the time, and I was a fool in everyone's eyes."

"Mu Zichuan is good-looking, so I pester him every day, blocking his way to and from school."

"I was annoying to pester him to death, and then one time at the entrance of the village, I broke the strap of the new schoolbag his mother sewed for him."

"He was annoyed, he attacked me, and told me to die."

"I took it seriously, and then I jumped into that pond..."

After saying this, Yang Ruoqing lowered her eyelids.

She never told anyone about these things, it was a secret between her and Mu Zichuan, Bamei Cao was the first listener.

"Oh, Qing'er, I really didn't expect that you still have that part?"

Bamei Cao was astonished.

"Hey, fortunately God blesses you, you didn't drown, otherwise, who will save your second brother at this moment!"

Hearing Cao Bamei's words, Yang Ruoqing smiled bitterly.

That silly girl who really liked Mu Zichuan really gave her life away.

Sitting across from you now is a soul from the 21st century.

Life is fragile. When you die, you die, but there is no return ticket.

"Let's not talk about that, I said it will affect my mood, the water temperature is about the same, let's wipe my feet!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Bamei Cao nodded, and when the two of them were wiping their feet, Bamei Cao couldn't help but ask Yang Ruoqing again: "But I see brother Zichuan now, he seems to like you very much!"

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "That's his unilateral matter, it has nothing to do with me anymore, I only like my Tang Yazi now!"

"That's a good point, I think Tang Yazi is better than Brother Zichuan!" Cao Bamei said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "Well, heroes see the same thing."

The two of them wiped their feet and poured out the footwashing water. Over there, Luo Fengtang came back.

"Second brother woke up and said he was a bit hungry. Qing'er, do you want to give him something to eat?" He asked.

Yang Ruoqing thought for a while, "Then make some millet porridge, the thinner the better. He has been seriously ill and his vitality has been seriously injured, so he should eat more leisurely."

Cao Bamei said: "Qing'er, I'll cook!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and winked at Cao Bamei, jokingly said: "When we go back, there will be opportunities for him to cook porridge in the future, let me, my sister, do it now."

Bamei Cao blushed.

"What are you talking about, you are teasing me again, bad Qinger!"

Yang Ruoqing laughed: "Don't be tight with me, go and accompany my second brother, he definitely wants you to accompany him when he wakes up!"

Bamei Cao blushed even more: "OK, then I'll go there first!"

"Okay, I'll send the porridge when it's ready."

……

"Qing'er, your medicine is effective for this plague, and we will send these medicines to other people in the village later! Do you think it's okay?"

When Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang were left in the miscellaneous room, he said excitedly.

Yang Ruoqing rolled his eyes at him: "Then it must be dripped, how can I say it badly?"

"Hey!" He scratched his head and grinned silly.

"There are many patients in the village, and this small medicine stove doesn't work. I'll wash down the big pot in the kitchen and use the big pot to boil the medicine," she said.

"Okay, I'll help you."

Yang Ruoqing cooked Yang Yongjin's porridge on the small stove, and then brought the medicinal materials to the next kitchen.

Candles were lit on the pot, and the two worked together.

She took the dozen or so kinds of medicinal materials she needed, and adjusted the dosage according to the ratio she found out by herself, then went down to the cauldron, added water, and started to simmer...

The night outside was thick, but the village was eerily quiet, like a forgotten wasteland.

Only in this stove room, the candles flickered, and the medicinal juice made a cheerful gurgling sound in the pot.

Luo Fengtang squatted at the door of the stove, looking at Yang Ruoqing's concentrated face by the pot table, the corners of his lips curled up in a heartwarming arc.

"Qing'er, why don't you scold me?"

After a while, he suddenly asked.

"What?"

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses and took the time to glance at him.

"It's strange that you are so thoughtless, why should I scold you?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang's eyes were stained with guilt.

"Well, I didn't even say hello to you, so I went into Yujia Village on my own initiative..."

Everyone knows what it means to enter Yujia Village and what to give up.

"Qing'er, I'm sorry, in that situation, I had no choice but to owe you..." he said again.

Yang Ruoqing was silent.

Look at him quietly and listen to him.

Luo Fengtang frowned, and continued: "I don't want to leave you behind, but I can't just watch Yong Jin and Uncle Jin Fu send them to Yujia Village to perish themselves."

"I, I, I can only let you down."

His voice dropped, and his head dropped.

Over there, Yang Ruoqing's voice came.

"Get up, come to me and let me slap you," she said.

"what?"

He was startled, then got up and came to her.

"Qing'er, you can slap, slap a few more times, so that my heart will also..."

Before the words fell, his lips were blocked by her.

This was the first time she kissed him like this on her own initiative since the two got along.

He was stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses.

Stretching out his hands to hold her tightly in his arms, he responded eagerly.

Turning over, he pushed her against the mottled wall that was stretched with spider silk, and his tall body fell down.

The concoction in the pot made a cheerful gurgling sound.

The candlelight danced lightly, projecting the figures of the two to the side and overlapping them.

(End of this chapter)